The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my

the twisted flicker of excitement that

how it craved for any touch, any relief, even from those who

breath ragged and

the peak yet but the heat was too much and my mind was fogged by the need that

their taunts mingling with the roaring

one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

and ran his index finger

inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I

ran my tongue up

sympathy as

anything to make

that right, Lyla? Do you want me

them before he could finish speaking, stumbling as I tried

could hear mocking laughter chasing me but

thought was to get away, to find somewhere

solid wall of muscle and staggered

lips but

was the amber-eyed

onto mine with a mix of

close, he was even more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication

hush fell over the room as everyone turned

stares and a sickening

the third finger of his left hand

but not just any

was the Lycan Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest

pounded as I realized the gravity

standing before the most powerful man in my world, with the scent of my arousal in

trembled, expecting a reprimand

punishment for uncontrolled heat cycles especially in

that could bring down the wrath

were intense, a deep amber that

his gaze

up from the ground with surprising

asked, his voice sending

his hand warm against my arm and my

I’m fine,” I stammered but my body chose that moment to betray

wave of heat crashed over me, stronger than before

vision blurring as desire overwhelmed

leader caught me, his grip was

of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent –

flushed and found his gaze fixed

Time seemed to slow.

and the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan leader stood locked in this strange, charged

a flash of something raw